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Rocky Road

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Rocky Road One day my mother came home without any meat. “The butcher store closed,” she said, licking chocolate off the side of an ice cream cone. “But they opened...

Paco and I

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Paco and I  I had the word “outpatient,” embroidered on my jersey, though I never felt sick.He was Paco, a nickname he earned within the first week of school, an...

Goodbye to Tom Terrific

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Goodbye to Tom Terrific (The following is a reprint of memoir I previously posted when I first learned of Seaver’s dementia. Please also see link at bottom to...

Postcard from Norway

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Postcard from Norway I was on my way to Creative Country Day School somewhere around four years of age and there was this really tall kid who got into the bus.The...

The Donation of Plasma

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Donation of Plasma We have antibodies in our convalescent plasma.   We survivors of COVID-19 recline on a chaise lounge of sorts for a beautiful day at the...

Milano Terminus

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Milano Terminus It was only fairly recently that I saw the opera, Puccini’s Tosca for the first time. It was in my home town, New York City.Near the end, Tosca’s...